Jedi Special Investigation Unit

[Damocles]

"Where do you think you're going?" Kamille asked Aura, the guy was cloaked but Kamille had picked up his presence in the force from the moment Aura attacked him. Plus he just watched him cloak himself "I though Master Halcyon told you to stay put until we figure out what to do with you" Kamille told him "I don't think you're going anywhere" Kamille said to him "So how about you sit down and chill the fuck out till one of the Masters return" He warned standing at the doorway of the infirmary the guy wasn't going anywhere even if he tried along with Kamille there were several guards already there due to the fact that Aura had just attacked a Jedi Knight and Padawan.

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Drake looked at Tess when she said what she did about a friend, Drake thought about his old padawan. "No" Drake said to her "Some people are just beyond redemption, and some people don't want to be saved and you can't force that" he looked forward "Aura for example, he's on the path in which he won't make it out of this temple alive, even if he begged, he's becoming too dangerous, same for you" When Drake said that a few guards walked up behind them their stun blasters pointed at Tess "I know what Jor said but we have way too much shit going on right now for you to be wandering around on your own, and I don't have time to baby sit so these nice men are going to watch you at gun point" he told Tess "Stay here, if she tries anything stun her and call us" Drake said to the guards.

He started to hurry to the tram to get back to Vincent, he had a bad feeling that while all of this was going on Vincent was planning something.

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Vincent smirked and used the force to break the neck of his guards as he stood up. He opened his mouth and put his hand in there pulling out one of his teeth. He spit out blood as he placed the teeth next to the wall and smirked. Suddenly the wall blew open and Vincent walked through the hole the alarms were going off and the guards were sure to be on their way and contacting the Jedi while they were at it. "Come on Jayne!" Vincent yelled as he walked through the halls.

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Several ships arrived in orbit of Ilum aboard one Jayne looked on "Seems like Vincent actually had a pretty good idea this time" she said smirking "Prepare our ground party I believe the Jedi may be preoccupied right now and it will be a perfect time to say hi to them" she said.

[Roku]

Tess wasn't with Drake anymore though. She had answered his question, listened to his simple no answer and went off to construct her email to Jor. She didn't like Drake very much, and didn't want to spend any amount of time with him more than she had to. When she got back to the med bay, which was a fairly short walk, she encountered Kamille approaching the entrance, and slipped in before him. She just about bumped into Aura, and the boy deactivated his suit.

"Whatever Kami... Nisha is about to be too outnumbered to win anyway, so I guess I'll surrender." He told him.

Tess started working on an email on one of the computer terminals in the med bay. It would take her a while.

-Nisha, save your energy for later...- Aura told her telepathically.

Mirka got hit backwards, and was sent skidding across the airfield until she ended up next to Jor. "Good of you to join us..." She told him. She started to charge at Nisha again, but the sith had ample time to do whatever she was going to do.

[Gamov]

Nisha rushed in on Decon's faltering defenses, using the elegant footwork of her Makashi form to maneuver through his clumsy parries and trusts. Exhaustion and pain were quickly weakening her opponent and it wouldn't be long before she had him exactly where she wanted him.

To his own credit though, Decon was putting up a valiant attempt against the flurry of strikes being rained down on him. But his resolve was fading fast, and it was showing in his sloppy blade work. Another quick parry deflected an oncoming blow, but only just as the Sith Lady's blade narrowly missed grazing his left shoulder.

A narrow smirk crawled across Nisha's lips as she saw the fatal cracks beginning to show in Decon's form.

"Just give up." Nisha said, casually deflecting another ill-timed strike from Decon. "You're only prolonging the inevitable."

Her taunts were laced with hints of the traditional Sith practice of Dun Moch. With every word she spoke, Nisha was sewing doubt and fear into her victim's mind in a bid to break his mental resolve.

Decon did his best to ignore the Sith's barbed comments, but with his focus divided between his blade work and protecting himself from the encroaching corruption of the Dark Side, he was slowly being overwhelmed on every front. Try as he might to block out Nisha's mental intrusions, he could still feel her influence gradually seeping into his mind.

"Do yourself a favor and die now while you still have some dignity left." Nisha said, cutting a dejected sneer towards the Lorrdian as she easily caught his next attack in mid air with an elegant slash of her blade.

Decon locked eyes with her for a second, meeting her icy glare with his own intensely determined stare. But even he knew he was just putting on airs now. And it was obvious that his opponent knew it too. He held against Nisha's block for all he was worth before a voice suddenly spoke into his mind.

"Decon, This is Jor Halcyon. Join in a battle meld with me. Take some of my strength. You don't have to beat her, just don't die. I'm on my way."

Focusing in on Jor's 'voice', Decon centered his mind and meditated on drawing some of Jor's strength into himself. Using the Force to bolster his body a bit further, he found his second wind and easily broke free of Nisha's hold with a strong thrust of his arm.

The sudden burst of strength from Decon caught Nisha off guard as she reeled before regaining her footing as her focus settled back on the Lorrdian.

"Stubborn fool." She cursed under her breath just before she sensed the approach of a much more powerful individual.

A quick glance over her shoulder revealed Jor making his way to the fight before a quick movement caught her attention out of the corner of her eye. Again, Nisha's attention shifted abruptly in time to see Mirka making another go at an attack. She had suddenly found herself surrounded by the Jedi, but didn't let on that she was panicked by this.

Spinning her saber in the palm of her hand, Nisha found a more comfortable grip on the hilt as she slowly began creeping forward on Decon again. she would deal with the others in time, but for now she needed to keep pressing on the weakest link.

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Sigma's systems suddenly kicked back on as a red hue filled his vision and lines of code began scrawling rapidly across his scanners. His systems ran a quick diagnostic, analyzing the damage that had been done.

Surprisingly, the lightning hadn't caused as much damage as previously thought, merely delivering a mild shock to the system that had been just enough to initiate the automatic shut down protocols in order to insulate critical systems from incurring further damage.

Power surged back through the droid's extremities and the slender fingers on its right hand twitched first, curling into a tight fist seconds before the red sensors in its eyes lit up. From his position on the ground, Sigma was staring up at Genie and John, who had both been momentarily distracted by Jor's arrival.

In an instant, the droid recognized his intended targets and his assassination protocols kicked in.

With an almost impossible level of speed, the droid sprang back up from its place in the snow bank, taking a swing at John's head with the back of its right hand, while the left lunged towards Genie, attempting to wrap its iron grip around her neck.

[MikDaTv]

There was a flash of danger in John’s mind. He turned his head just in time to see a shower of snow and the back of a metallic hand smash into his face. Stars exploded into his vision and he dropped backwards into the snow. His head had already been swimming from the damage his shield had taken and the strike had shaken everything even more loose. He lay there in the snow, staring up at the sky, dizzy and disorientated, trying to focus on the water vapor rising into the sky from where his lightsaber lay on the ground, still active, vaporizing the snow where it lay. His vision began to tunnel and it took every bit of willpower to keep from passing out.

Genie turned to shout “John!” but all she got was “Jagkkh” as Sigma’s droid hand wrapped around her throat and began to squeeze. To her credit though she kept her cool for the most part. She struggled against the impossible grip of the droid for only the briefest of moments before fumbling to her belt for her lightsaber that she had foolishly deactivated when she assumed the fight was done.

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“Would have got here sooner but my house is apparently filled with douchebags.” Jor said to Mirka. “If you’re up to it, go in fast and I’ll back you up.” He shouted at her back as she charged off again.

Something tugging at his senses made him turn his eyes to the right where he saw John fall and Genie get lifted up out of the snow by her throat. “No!” Jor yelled. He pushed his sphere of responsibility out, looking for someone who could assist and he found the familiar presence of Gray Team operating out in the snow.

Few people could tell the four of them apart, but Jor had been working with them long enough to tell the difference. He found Runt’s calm, confident, mathematical demeanor laying prone in the snow. Runt, take the shot. Do it now!

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Do it now!

Runt narrowed his eyes and squeezed the trigger saying “Shot.” As he did so. His rifle screeched with the sound of high powered blaster bolt and the scarlet burst of energy lanced out across the snow, aimed dead center at the droids chest. The power of the Cerb S-150 melted the snow in front of the barrel, flashing to steam when the shot went off, blinding Runt’s view even through his thermals.

It was Tank watched through his electrobinoculars, laying in the snow a few feet to the left, upwind and with clear vision to do BDA for Runt.

Senior heard the shot and turned, furious that Runt had disobeyed orders. Sure he had told Runt that if he had a shot to take it, but Senior had eyes, he could see the droid holding Genie up, right next to his body. If Runt didn’t have a shot when they were yards apart he certainly didn’t have one now.

“Runt, I told you to hold fire until you had a shot.” Senior said into the com, fighting the urge to yell and give away his position.

“Skipper gave me the order boss, sorry.” Runt replied.

Senior hadn’t heard any com traffic on their channel. Before he could inquire about that Runt came back over the com with. “One of his jedi mind trick doodads. I guess he didn’t have time to dial us up.”

Senior frowned and thought about that. “Runt, from this point on only obey orders that come to you over a predetermined, secure channel unless you are in extreme circumstances.”

“Understood boss.”

[Damocles]

Kamille looked at Aura when he reappeared, made keeping an eye on him a lot easier. He sighed heavily at the job he had evidently been given "Don't call me Kami, my name is Kamille" He said to Aura, it was bad enough he hated his normal name he didn't need some stupid nick name that was for damn sure. "When they deal with the sith out there I'm guessing the Masters will send you guys back to Coruscant and they will deal with you I guess" He said to them Kamille leaned against the wall twirling his saber hilt between his fingers.

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Drake felt Jor's sphere of responsibility "Oh boy someone's in trouble" He said as he prepared to go help until his communicator crackled "Anyone in the area, the prisoner is escaping" a voice came through on the other side "Vincent is...AHHHH!!!!" the communication ended right there. Drake closed his eyes and sighed very heavily "Jor, this is Drake I would love to come help you guys out with your party, but Vincent is making a break for it. I'm gonna go try to stop him" he said as he climbed in the tram and it took off going to the air field.

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Vincent meanwhile was beating the hell out of the guards laughing "Patty cake patty cake bakers man, bake me a cake as fast as you can!" He yelled punching a guard into the wall "Ah no one can beat the patty cake champion" he said picking up one of the guard's blasters "Not a light saber but you will do" he said as he pulled his hood and mask back on "Now this is gonna be one hell of a party kiddies" he laughed as he made his way to the nearest exit. He looked up seeing a transport vessel.

"Right on schedule he said checking his wrist as if he was wearing a watch" once the ship landed it opened and several men stepped out including a huge guy atleast 8 feet in red armor he looked around "There priestess" he said pointing at Vincent, Jayne walked out behind him "Thank you Nonppa" she said to the big man "Vincent, how goes things?" she asked him.

He laughed "Ah you know the jedi are like preoccupied with some sith, so they probably won't even notice us" he said "Shall we get started?" she nodded at him.

[Roku]

"I will be tried and executed." He told the Jedi. "I didn't come here expecting to win. I came here because my real sister was in jeopardy." he explained. "My sith sister. I welcome you or Drake or anyone else to cut my head off. I've never liked the republic's legal system anyway..."

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Sable looked up at her brother and frowned. "Don't you have anything to say to me?" She asked him. The boy paused, and turned to face his sister. "Congratulations." He told her, and then he started to clap very slowly and dramatically five times. She turned her head away from him. "I was hoping for an apology." She told him.

"We're enemies Sable." He told her. "As your brother, I will assure you of one thing only. I won't let anyone but me kill you... I'm happy for you that you've become a knight. But that only means I have to train harder myself. I'm not sorry for hurting you... and if there was an easier way off this rock, I'd kidnap you too."

"Stop it Aura..." Tess grumbled. "Your sister is a sweet girl, you should tr..."

Aura cut her off. "I'm not a nice person Tess. I'm a Sith, and she was weak on Byss... maybe you should just shut your mouth about stuff you don't understand."

"I may be weaker, Aura... but in this temple, I am loved. Does anyone love you, I wonder?" Sable asked.

"You do..." He told her. "I don't understand why though..."

"I don't either." She admitted.

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Mirka felt the sphere of influence as well, and it sent shivers down her spine as she charged Nisha. She tried something different this time, creating an image and sound effects of herself running at Nisha from the other side as well. Trying to throw her off and make her think she was being attacked on two fronts. Both Mirkas swung their blades at her, although the illusion's blade went right through her body.

[Gamov]

OOC: Roku has given me permission to powerplay Mirka's part.

BIC:

Still clutching his aching wrist inside his jacket, Decon's expression turned to an intensely determined stare as Nisha stalked closer to him. The Jedi closing in around her didn't seem to bother her in the least, setting the Lorrdian somewhat ill at ease as he read the Sith Lady's anger filled expression. Her eyes seemed to pierce his body, peering into his very aura as an almost animalistic sneer curled her lips.

Decon was still drawing on the battle meld he had formed with Jor for strength as he curled his hand tightly around the grip on his saber and prepared for the next wave of attacks.

A sudden shimmer of light caught Nisha's attention on the left periphery of her view, prompting her to shift her gaze briefly that direction just long enough to see a second Mirka emerge from the snow drifts. The ruse was of course ill timed and poorly planned. She had already taken into account the physical location of the true Mirka, and so ignored the illusion as she turned her focus back to Decon.

When the sudden hiss of Mirka's blade igniting sang out on her right, Nisha spun, twirling her saber around into a backhanded hold where she caught the Jedi's blade mid air. Holding her there for only a second, she sent the woman sprawling backwards with a quick burst of telekinetic energy just as Decon began his advance on her open flank.

As Mirka was sent spinning away, Nisha again deftly spun her saber around, quickly parrying Decon's flurry before a quick flick of the fingers on her left hand delivered a paralyzing jolt of lightning to the Jedi's chest.

His saber out of position to defend himself against the attack, Decon instinctively threw his free hand out to intercept the lightning with a veil of Force energy. But the second his hand left the confines of his coat, Nisha pivoted her saber downward, bending his arm awkwardly and forcing him to give up the hold.

Suddenly, in an inkling of time that Decon never had the chance to fully process, Nisha's fiery orange blade seared through his arm, severing it off at the elbow. Decon cried out in agony as he recoiled, just in time for the lightning to connect with him and send him reeling to the ground.

Another streamer of lightning hissed from Nisha's fingertips, even as the first shock was still pulsing through Decon's body. She afforded her victim little mercy as she thoroughly enjoyed his suffering cries. Nisha only relented her assault when the sounds of battle drifted out from the temple as a transport shuttle glided over head, landing near the far side of the air field.

That was her ticket out.

Turning her attention back to Decon, she thought momentarily about ending his pathetic life. Or what was left of it. But a quick movement in the periphery of her vision reminded her that Mirka was still very much alive as the Jedi's purple blade hummed to life again and she made another play towards the Sith Lady.

In a move that took her even less time to complete than it did to contemplate, Nisha scooped up the fading Lorrdian and forced him to his feet. The pain coursing through his body made any attempts to resist all but futile as Nisha grabbed him roughly by the collar of his jacket and turned her saber towards his throat, threatening to kill him if Mirka came any closer.

"One more step and I kill him!" She shouted, driving her point home by drawing her blade dangerously close to Decon's neck, eliciting a feint groan from her captive.

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Sigma's hand found its mark on the side of John's face, sending him tumbling backwards into the snow. Turning his menacing red eyes back on Genie, the droid's arm held firm against her struggling, however minimal it might have been.

Tightening his metallic fingers around her throat, Sigma was on the verge of finishing her off when the distant crack of a high powered rifle pierced the air. The bolt of red sailed through the air faster than what Sigma could process and impacted him square in the chest. Stumbling, his grip failed, loosening his hold on Genie significantly as he tried to keep his footing.

A few valiant attempts to remain upright proved to be the best the droid could do though, as the shot had gone clean through his chassis, leaving a smoldering hole to mark its trail. Sigma tried to lunge back to his feet, but instead collapsed back to a knees as his systems began to falter and shut down.

[MikDaTv]

Jor pointed Neeja at Nisha and held it steady. Through the meld, he felt Decon's pain and despair but he held firmly to his own emotions, pushing Decon to the back of his mind. "Nisha, put your saber down. There's nowhere for you to run."

"Jor, this is Drake I would love to come help you guys out with your party, but Vincent is making a break for it. I'm gonna go try to stop him" came through the com in Jor's ear.

You have got to be kidding me Jor thought to himself and indirectly to Decon through the meld. I just can't catch a break.

Jor held his gun steady on. "If you kill him, i will drop you Nisha. Neeja here was made to put and end to darkness like you."

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Genie sputtered and coughed as she collapsed into the snow. Her vision swam back into focus as she gulped at the cold air. For some reason she couldn't feel her fingers and toes until she realized that they were plunged into the snow and her brain was already low on oxygen. She crawled on hands and knees over to John to check on him.

John was still fighting for consciousness when she got to him. Upon seeing her face at the very end of the long dark tunnel that was his vision he relaxed a little and finally passed out. Genie brushed the snow off of him and lay on top of him to try and keep him warm until she caught her breath and help arrived.

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"Senior, this is Rita. come in please."

Senior signaled Hefty to halt and keyed his mic. "Go for Senior."

"Sensors have registered multiple orbital breaches. Ships are landing near the airfield and deploying foot mobiles. This constitutes a major security breach."

Senior lowered the electrobinocular attachment on his helmet over his eyes and glanced over towards the airfield. He saw the strange ships landed there immediately. "great. Runt, shift your view east towards the airfield keep me informed of what you see. I'm going to try and link up with Skipper and we'll figure out what to do then."

[Damocles]

Kamille looked at Aura, then Tess, then Sable he rolled his eyes "She's not weaker than you" he said to them "It takes a stronger person to resist the dark side, it takes a weaker person to give in to you" Kamille looked at Aura the disgust on his face not hidden at all "You're the one that's weak and because of your weakness you're probably going to die." he pointed to Sable "And because of that she'll have to lose her brother...so pathetic, that's what you are Aura" Kamille finished. His communicator went off "What is it Master?" he asked.

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Drake climbed off the tram and looked around "Vincent's making a break for it, and I'm sure he's got back up...lock up where you're at and get your ass over here we're gonna need some serious back up" Drake finished.

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Kamille sighed "Right a way master" he said to them. Kamille looked around where they were he walked over to Sable and helped her up "I can't leave you in here with them" he said walking her to the exit of the infirmary, Kamille opened the door and placed Sable in the nearest chair. Kamille turned around and locked the door of the infirmary locking Tess and Aura in. He looked at the guards "Screw stunning them, they try to leave kill them" Kamille ordered as he started to make his way to the tram to back up Drake.

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Vincent smirked as he caught a light saber being tossed to him, he swung the hilt and activated the red blade "Ugh I hate red, but it'll work" he said laughing some he started to head off "Where are you going Vincent?!" Jayne called to him "Jor has my sword, I want it back" he laughed running off.

Jayne sighed heavily "Great we can't leave until that moron comes back, you go help him out" she grumbled sending a few soldiers with Vincent "Oh I don't think you'll be going anywhere anyway" Drake called to them walking up. Jayne looked over at Drake "Ah if it isn't my older 'brother' have you come to try and talk me down again, maybe tell me my daddy wouldn't want me to do this?" She asked.

"Actually this time" Drake said activating his saber "I'm just here to kill you guys" he said. Jayne laughed "Nonppa please show Drake here the ground" she said, Nonppa huffed and ran towards Drake, Drake pulled his saber up and swung but Nonppa punched Drake in the face causing him to stumble back, Drake spun around and tried to hit Nonppa but Nonppa threw his shoulder into Drake sending him across the ground. "Ah...no tag backs" Nonppa said.

Drake stood up "Okay big guy, you wanna play rough" he questioned pulling out his second saber.

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"Jor!" Vincent called out "Drop you guns buddy boy we have you out numbered!" Vincent yelled as he and his men walked up about 4 of them were pointing their blasters at Jor. "Now, where is my Templar sword!?!" He questioned "I want it back, now!" Vincent said jumping up and down.

[Roku]

Aura considered what Kamille was saying. It was true that Sable was completely immune to the inherent darkness of the planet Byss, and that he himself marinated in it. He still wasn't sure if that was weakness, or if that's just the cards the two of them were dealt. In any case, he doubted Kamille wanted to hear the tale, and doubted he'd understand even if he did. So he accepted the Jedi's ignorance and said nothing back in response. He wondered if his mother had so much evil in her that she really had to siphon it all into one child just so that the other could be happy? Aura seemed to be so deep in thought, and Tess raised an eye brow and looked back at Kamille.

"Great...now you've got him thinking." She muttered. She turned back to her datapad to work on her email. "Drink lots of water, okay?" She called back to Sable, as the girl was lead out of the room.

"Alright." The second twin responded.

Sable was actually feeling a lot better. She noticed that Savard's lightsaber was on the ground though. Looking up at all the guards, she became worried. She clipped her master's weapon to her belt for her own protection. Jor still had her own green blade. Sable had been groggy and half asleep when Tess brought the Kiffar's legs into the med bay to be frozen. It only dawned on her now that not only had he been defeated, but he had been corrupted by Aura.

"Damn..." She muttered. "There's a lot going on out here..."

She realized after her encounter with the seemingly innocent Tess, that she had to be more careful. Even here in her own home. She headed for the entrance.

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Mirka took a step back and deactivated her blade, clipping it on it's belt and raising her hands up to show Nisha. Trying to be non threatening. "Nobody has to kill anyone. Just let him go, and I'll fix his arm, and go to your trial Sith. If you kill him, then the redemption you seek slips further away from you." Mirka continued to step back, to ensure that Jor had a clear shot. It was then though, that Vincent's guys appeared with blasters, and she instinctively knew she had to get the injured ones out of here. She could do nothing for Decon right now. She'd been a hostage herself for years, and it was a tough go, but survivable evidently.

"You've got to be kidding... you knew the guy was this crazy, and you took his sword?" She asked Jor. "I'm a medic not a negotiator... but if it'll make this idiot leave quickly, why not give him back his dumb sword?" She asked, as she looked over at Genie and John. "These two need my help. I'm going back inside with them."

Sable made her way to the entrance of the temple, and had a look at what was happening. She saw Mirka helping Genie and John both with some force first aid, and bacta. Something about the old woman seemed calming and familiar. She saw Vincent, the guy who Kamille had earlier told her to avoid. "Yikes..." She muttered, as she saw his troops coming in.

She saw Nisha on the other side with a Jedi hostage. She could sense each of Jor's Botany Bay crew around. The sniper, and the others, but how much help would they really be? Finally, she saw Sigma short circuiting, but still repairable in the snow.

-Jor... we have too much to deal with.- She told him telepathically. -Let them have a head start, we'll deal with them another day.-

Sable approached the droid. She could tell that it would require some heavy repairs, but she was just the girl for the job. "Thanks for the gift." She lifted it up with the force, and on to her shoulder, still using the force to hold the brunt of it's weight. She then took it back inside, followed by Mirka who was trying to lead the other two Jedi out of harms way. Both Mirka and Sable hoped Jor wouldn't try to fight all these guys at once.

[Gamov]

Not surprisingly, using one of their own as a human shield had caused the Jedi to take a step back and reconsider their actions. And for a moment, Nisha thought that this might go fairly easily as Mirka deactivated her saber and backed off, hands raised in a show of non-aggression. When Jor's voice rose up over the commotion though, Nisha turned her eyes on the Jedi Master.

"Nisha, put your saber down. There's nowhere for you to run."

She peered at him over the edge of her saber, eyes narrowing on Jor, but remaining silent. Decon struggled a bit in her grasp, prompting her to tighten her grip on the collar of his jacket and draw him closer.

"Sh-sh-shoot her... Jor." Decon wearily managed in between pained breaths. He was trying to sustain himself through the Force, but he could feel his mind slipping further towards the edge of unconsciousness.

"Quiet!" Nisha whispered harshly into his ear, her hand finding its way to the nape of his neck where she clamped down with all her strength. Again her captive groaned in discomfort.

"If you kill him, i will drop you Nisha. Neeja here was made to put and end to darkness like you."

"I'd like to see you try." Nisha taunted, pulling Decon closer to her body as she began inching backwards slowly, "how keen do you think your eyes are, old man?" She blatantly mocked Jor, trying to goad him into making a move that she suspected he would never chance.

Before the confrontation could progress much farther though, Vincent came onto the scene and began shouting demands at Jor for the return of his Templar sword. The thought briefly crossed Nisha's mind that the man was acting like he was clinically insane, but she welcomed the distraction he provided none the less.

Using Vincent's ranting as a sort of cover, Nisha crept further away, her grip still firm on Decon's neck. He was in no position to resist, at least not effectively. At this point, he was more or less following the Sith's lead because a part of him secretly dreaded what she might do if he attempted to fight back.

[MikDaTv]

"I aim with the Force, " Jor kept his gun pointed firmly at Nisha, unwavering. His Lightsaber was pointed down at his side, a thin tendril of steam rising up from where the tip touched the snow. "Thank you." He said to Mirka when she said she was going to take care of John and Genie.

He side stepped a few feet to the right so both Vince and Nisha were in front of him. "Hello Vincent." He said coldly. He really wanted to turn his gun on Vince but he kept it pointed at Nisha and Decon. As much as he wanted Vince, he wouldn't sacrifice Decon for it. "Forizarma doesn't belong to you anymore Vince. It's locked up safely in the Forge. I haven't had a chance to melt it down yet."

"How about this Vincent. You and me fight. I win, Nisha lets her prey go, you win i'll have Forizarma surrendered to you." one of us gets something we want and one of us doesn't ever leave this planet again.

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Genie rolled off John when Mirka arrived. She'd caught her breath and fought down the pain well enough that she assisted in first aid on John. When they got him ready to move, She picked up his staff and lightsaber for him. "Take care of him, the droid did a number on his head. His mental faculties were strained before he took the hit."

[Damocles]

Vincent looked at Jor when he told him his sword was in the forge "The forge? You put it in the forge?" he questioned spinning around in a circle "Come on I thought you were more genre savvy than that, you should have known I would escape!" he yelled at Jor. He sighed heavily and put his light saber "No, I will not let you draw me into your little game Jor, I just wanted my sword, but since you had to be a mean old guy and lock it up in the basement like I accidently threw my frisbee in your yard! You can keep it" he said turning to walk away "Kill the jedi guys, don't care what you do with the sith" the soldiers all stared at one another confused for a moment before beginning to fire at Jor.

Vincent stopped for a moment "Hey you!" He called to Nisha "Jor seems to not like you, and since I'm pissed he locked my sword away I can't think of better way to get under his skin then to help you, some come on!" he told her motioning for Nisha to join him while the soldiers fruitlessly threw their lives away stalling Jor.

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Drake slid back as Nonppa tried to punch him again, for a big guy he was surprisingly fast Drake thought as he flipped out the way. Drake turned around and swung his saber slamming into Nonppa but the armor wasn't even budging. "Well just great" Drake said leaping back as Nonppa punched the ground nearly sticking his fist through the ice. Drake held out his hand and used his telekinesis to throw a few boulders at Nonppa all of which slammed into the guy pretty hard.

Rocks and ice fell to the ground as the boulders made contact "Got ya" Drake smirked until Nonppa started to stand back up "What the fuck is this guy made of?" Drake grumbled to himself. "Master" Kamille called out to Drake climbing out of the tram, he looked over at Nonppa "He's a big one" Kamille said "Watch yourself Kamille, he's not what he seems" Drake warned waiting for Nonppa to make his move.

Nonppa growled and ran towards Kamille swinging, Kamille dodged back barely but Nonppa swung with his other fist and was too quick for Kamille to react. The punch connected sending Kamille into the nearest wall "Ouch" Kamille growled under his breath.

Drake ran towards Nonppa and lept at him swinging his saber Nonppa turned around slamming his massive arm into Drake knocking him across the ground. Jayne started to laugh at this "Poor pathetic Jedi" She said to them "I would have Nonppa kill you now but where's the fun in that?" She giggled before letting out a sigh "Now where the hell is that idiot Vincent..."

Kamille grumbled some as he started to pull himself up from the dirt "I hate being punched" he said shaking his head, that last punch made everything blurry.

[Gamov]

Vincent's offer was more than a little unexpected, but welcome all the same. Nisha had originally thought that she would have to fight and bribe her way off this rock. Thankfully it seemed that her fortunes had changed for the better.

Glancing back to Jor, she couldn't hold back as she cut a sly grin to him. Her saber still gripped between her thumb and palm, she waved her fingers at him in a mock "goodbye" before pulling Decon backwards with her.

"Wave goodbye to your little Jedi friend." Nisha said in his ear before giving her victim a firm tug to drag him away.

Decon could barely feel a thing anymore. His body had succumbed to shock and he was mentally removed from his surroundings as his mind slowly blanked. The last thing he remembered before things went totally dark was the sight of Vincent's men unloading their rifles on Jor. Then.... nothing.

The dead weight of Decon's body caught Nisha somewhat by surprise as she stumbled a bit to support his full weight. But she maintained, eventually resolving to drag the unconscious Lorrdian through the snow and across the air field as she followed Vincent. As much as she would have liked to dump the body and be done with it, she had a feeling that she'd still need it as a bargaining chip to keep the Jedi off her back.

[Roku]

The sudden blaster shots activated some of Mirka's old PTSD, and she hated to see people get hurt. That was part of the reason she backed off so quick after Nisha took Decon hostage without a hand. If she was willing to do that, she was willing to kill him too.

"Just get inside and wait for me." She snapped at Genie. Not to be rude, she was being protective.

Mirka did a quick analysis of John's skeleton using the force. She didn't want to move him if it was going to cause any permanent damage to his body. She also had to be watchful of the blaster shots which could easily endanger him a lot more. After her quick scan brought back relatively promising results, she got him inside and out of harm's way.

She found it helped to know the names of her patients, so she took the liberty of finding that out without asking.

"Genie, my name is Mirka Stone. I'm a doctor and healer. I want you to take it easy for a while. Definitely no more fighting in your current condition, because you may have hidden injuries. I will treat you once I've stabilized John. For now, I would suggest putting ice or bacta anywhere that it hurts, drink water, and sit down. Before that though, John here could use some ice and water if you don't mind."

Mirka checked John's breathing and his pulse first, which seemed to be alright. He hadn't vomited yet, which was a good sign too. She put him in the recovery position, took off her outer robe, and put it over him like a blanket. She frowned as she started to heal him. She sure was glad she got here when she did. So many injuries, so much wasteful war that was unfit for a Jedi temple. She couldn't help but think of Decon, even as she focused on treating John's head with the force and Bacta at the same time.

Sable approached her room with the droid, and set it down beside her bed. Sigma was mostly intact, and he would soon be undergoing his own recovery. She could help with the medical stuff, but the new Master Jedi seemed to know what she was doing, and she was honestly a bit shy from the familiar feeling she felt from Mirka.